It's been exactly one week and two days..

What can one possibly do on a hot humid afternoon, where everyone you know had to work and you’re on leave? I say put on the ‘best-casual-outfit’ (probably something that spells: “I’m on leave and you’re not!”), dial the next available friend and invite him/her out for lunch during working hours.

Let’s add some spices to the picture now shall we? As luck has it, that person happened to have a stye growing on one eye, humongous-ly sitting right at the folding line of any other ordinary looking double eye lid, except it probably wouldn’t look very ordinary right now as you would imagine. Because of its unbelievably enormous size, the infected eye fails to fully open, consequently leaving that poor soul looking like a total spaz with one lazy eye.  

*wails*

That person is me. I’d give anything for a solution right now, HELP!

So much for “Ruling the world for a day” according to my best friend Kim; then again, if it wasn’t for the stye, there wouldn’t be a long due post on this long deserted site.

*Lets out a long sigh*

On a side note, I do intend to keep this blog alive again. So, at present, signing off... I’m mousepuff who seemingly is winking at everything she sees at the moment. TA!

Mini Golf

    Yes, yes… I did it again. Went missing for gwad knows how long and *poof* back again. I do confess in being one of the laziest people you’ll ever find… Go ahead, sue me!

Anyway, being the person that I normally am, famously labelled by most as ‘Hyper-Active’, decided to do a little exploring. I wanted to be away from the so-called ‘bustling’ city, to seek new adventures and cheap thrills… it was the weekends after all. Guess where I landed? Ah-huh… A Mini Golf Course! YAY!! (Trust me to come up with kid-ish ideas, I’m full of it)

The place was w-a-y cool. Promise! They call themselves the:

Treasure Island Adventure Golf

http://www.treasureislandgolf.co.nz/

The best part is, they open till late and have 36 holes with funky obstacles! It was certainly a great deal of fun, plus it was a definite change for me and my hunk. Instead of slouching and sprawling all over the apartment’s couch, loitering in malls, or checking out new movies every-single-week, we played Mini Golf! How cute is that? *giggles*

Ahoy Maties!

We were both equally good at it, which made it quite challenging.

I had a hole in one! *wink*

If this goes on, I might consider taking up real golf.

(Just a thought, it doesn't hurt to dream right?)

A Day on the Beach

After whining the whole damn summer of how we should make a trip to the beach, it finally came to pass… *skips* I dusted out my remaining sun screen lotion from last year, dug up my sickly-sweet-pink picnic cloth from my unbelievably jam-packed closet, and yanked out the bikini which I’ve purchased in winter. I couldn’t wait till summer you see… *blush* Plus you can never be ‘too’ prepared for summer right? Anyway, it was one of the best days ever… ever since I’ve arrived back in Auckland that is.

The sun (along with the annoying intrusion of on-going-chilly winds)… the sea… the sand, plus four whacky people with absolutely nothing to do, made an equation of a day out on the beach.

"Kiss me later baby... Take picture first!"

Getting four people in a picture wasn't easy without a helping hand you see...

What's with the cloth you ask? *giggles* It was my silly idea...

This is my way of expressing: "I like my pink picnic cloth!"

This is basically it, one of the very few fun stuff we get to do in Auckland. YAY!

I’m Back and Ready to Rumble

I’ve been on a ‘Switch Off’ mode lately, hence the deserted blog site… but who cares about the sappy details? The important thing is…

I’M BACK

&

with a need to convey a simple message

During my long absence, lots-and-lots-and-lots of interesting things took place. I’ve been back to KL for a short visit, went shopping in Bangkok, met new faces, and heard news as well as gossips which has angered little mousie.

To the ‘person’ who recently gotten on, applied pressure, and stayed on my nerves, here’s a little pointer. I can be awfully nice and seemingly harmless, but the scary truth is, I can also be a real bitch if I wanted to. Don’t believe me? Ask t0othfairie…

If curiosity strikes you and you’re wondering who that person is, here’s a brief description…

(Below states the reasons as to why I’m pissed…)

• Her mouth can equal a Chinese reunion of twenty people combined.
• She only bitches about others and do no self checks.
• She thinks that wisdom grows with age. So just because she’s older, she thinks she’s above all. *Bwahaha-chokes-chokes*
• She secretly seeks attention, and lives in self denial.
• She has no sense social etiquette as she frequently stomps on others to bring herself up.
• Lastly, I did absolutely nothing to down-size her, but somehow she hunts for reasons to squish me.

"Annoying and childish isn’t she?"

I have been holding this in for a long-long time now, and yet I cannot put myself in doing the things she does. Since she has decided to pull my last straw, I will play a little cat and mouse with her, just not quite her cheap method and style.

If you know who you are and you’re reading this, just do me one thing… Don’t use the 'crying card'. I know for a fact that you use tears into buying love and pity from others, but guess what? I don’t buy that... BITCH!

I'm only nice to those who are genuinely nice to me...

Distressing Signals Sent from Home

-*- A need to channel my frustrations -*-

A beautiful portrait is what most people label my family to be, but in reality I reckon it’s like a breathing volcano waiting to erupt in the hands of time. What is going so wrong, yet no one is able to identify and mend? Not even me. I have lived for the past twenty two years, growing up along with the eventful environment I’m currently in, and yet I don’t see the core of the predicament. I only serve as a temporary solution when things go wrong in the past, standing in between two people that brought me life and dedicated their precious time to protect and nurture. Sadly, a draft is all I have to show for, judging from the collective incidents throughout my growing up years. Two words sum it…

“Communication Breakdown”

If I were thrown a question on weather my parents are still in love or not? I would say my mom is still madly in love with the man she once met and vowed on the grounds of… “For better or worse, till death do us part”. As for my dad, honestly… I’m not even sure.

I’m just exceedingly curious at this point in time; can two people ever survive a marriage when both have extremely conflicting interest? I do understand that they have to work out their issues together… the thing is, they never do. Settling a problem in my family is simply burying the subject and avoids it after. It has always been, and it still stands today. The only thing that seems to hold them together is the fact that they brought three distinctive individuals into the world.

Now that I’m in a place where if measured by time, would be exactly five hours ahead compared to where my parents are… it certainly upsets me to receive such disheartening signals, especially accompanied by the mere fact that there is absolutely nothing I can do to help… *sigh*

“Dear Lord, please hear my silent prayers and grant my heart’s desires… as this alone would be the greatest Christmas gift ever received…”